RAW DESIRES:{50 Stories of Passion}
Roland dropped down, patting the spot beside him.
I sat cross-legged, the carpet was rough against my jeans. The group welcomed me with nods and hellos, passing a bottle around. When it landed on me first, nerves twisted in my gut.
“Truth or dare, Kelly?” a guy with a buzz cut asked, smirking.
“Dare,” I said, voice steadier than I felt.
“Easy one for the newbie. Chug what's left in your cup.”
I did, the beer burning down my throat to scattered applause. The game rolled on….truths about crushes, dares involving silly dances or shots from belly buttons. Laughter built, loosening everyone further.